No No Never Dare to LoveA Poem by A Jainam MehtaComic yet painful Love story written in Hindi language.Dil leke hui faraar, tute saare Khawaab. kyun mein bana tha Deewana ? meri budhhi Kharaab. No No Never ab pyar na karunga, Ek bar hui galati bar-bar na karunga.
Suno kahani, karta hu Flashback. I promise u'll like it or else Cashback. ABC aur 123 hume sath samaj aayi. Primary to Secondary ki sath me Padhai. Kai saal sath rahi, jese mera saya kitabo se jyada uspe mann lagaya. Thi wo Sunder-Shushil kare mann ko Chill when its abt gals Jainam didn't much feel Jo kahu khudko shahruk to thi wo b k..k..Kiran Haye uski adaaein aur chaal mein Hiran. uske Vinay-Vivek ne sabka mann moh liya duniya walo ne toh waah-waah bol diya mujpe chal na paya jadu uska, tha mein b Nawaab, fir kese bana mein Deewana ? meri budhhi Kharaab. No No Never ab pyar na karunga, Ek bar hui galati bar-bar na karunga.
mujse jyada usme Talent, bana deta muje Violent. Thi wo DVD, me Floppy Disk. mera jealous hona fix. hoti uski tareef, to badhe meri takleef. mein banna chahta cheif keh deta words cheap. phir bhi na jane kese pyar ho gaya, uske khayalo me mera dil so gaya. dhire-dhire holey-holey mila Jawaab kyun mein bana tha Deewana ? meri budhhi Kharaab. No No Never ab pyar na karunga, Ek bar hui galati bar-bar na karunga.
Jab dekhu uske khwaab, kare pet me julaab. wo thi Chaand, mein tha Daag, wo thi Sholey, mein tha Aag, beta Jainam bachke bhaag, uski beauty serial killer. wo Customer mein Dealer. kar diya muje Sunky. wo madari mein monkey. uska dil tha bada saaf wo saphera mein naag. mera tan dola mera mann dola jese wo thi Pepsi, mein Coca-cola I started admiring her, thi wo Lajawaab, kyun mein bana tha Deewana ? meri budhhi Kharaab. No No Never ab pyar na karunga, Ek bar hui galati bar-bar na karunga.
Na wo din kabhi aya Na mein feelings keh paya jese CID ka Daya na darwaja tod paya Dil ka call tha lagaya kismat ne Miscall banaya jese mein dharti me samaya duniya saari Moh-maya uska jana to tha nakki fir b samaje na dil tharki chali gayi jab wo ladki dil mein jwanlae si bhadki bani zindagi Kavita, jiske na Sur na koi Raag. kyun mein bana tha Deewana ? meri budhhi Kharaab. No No Never ab pyar na karunga, Ek bar hui galati bar-bar na karunga.
Na thi mujme himmat, tha mein khud se Khafa, Na thi uski galati, kese kahu beewafa dundhe meri nigahein use sara Jahaan, kabhi Pacific ki gehraiyo mey kabhi Sahara desert ki Hawa. din-din na katey, raat bhar karwate jese Anna ka sath chodke kejriwal hatey she was my Cement my Brick. now how i'll construct, say some trick. she was my Gear & my Shaft now I fear, machine is not fully craft. Her memories r formated, which i can't trace. Now life goes Automated, without User-interface. In the book of Mehta's life, she became lost Cover-page. My Heart was water-tight, therein where she made Leakage ? Dil leke hui faraar, tute saare Khawaab. kyun mein bana tha Deewana ? meri budhhi Kharaab. No No Never ab pyar na karunga, Ek bar hui galati bar-bar na karunga.
Take my advice, I swear, In Love everything is fair, have feelings ? then do share. n realize them, how much u care.
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Added on June 24, 2012 Last Updated on June 24, 2012 AuthorA Jainam MehtaSurat, Gujarat, IndiaAboutBy proffesion I'm a Civil Engineer. Its my hobby to write poems on the genres like philosophy, emotional, comedy, satire with humour, current affairs, Self, etc. >I love to Laugh. >I Don't like pr.. more..Writing
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